Once upon a time there was a poor child who had no father and no mother and everything was dead and there was no one left in the world. Everything was dead, and she went searching day and night. And as there was no one on Earth any more, she wanted to go up to heaven, and the moon looked at her in such a friendly manner, and when she finally came to the moon it was only a piece of rotten wood, and then she went to the sun and when she got there it was only a wilted sunflower and when she came to the stars they were just little golden mosquitoes stuck there like when the red-backed shrike sticks them on the blackthorn. And when she wanted to return to Earth the Earth was an overturned haven and she was all alone. And she sat down and cried and she sits there still and is all alone.